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We were driving around the old streets of Birmingham when my father said “Stop the car – we’ll visit the hedgehog”. We stopped at what looked like an illuminated nativity scene. “The hedgehog’s not home, but there is a dormouse”, … Continue reading →

Like all farming families, we had many pets. In our household my Granny T was the one responsible for feeding and tidying up after them. So when LTP&S came to visit and P asked about the dying dog in the … Continue reading →